The USS Cadecus is a hospital cruiser or floating MASH unit capable of deploying to whatever area needs her services. We would be capable of carrying medical supplies to distant colonies, run a combat support hospital under fire, while at the same time running field triage units on the ground. Disaster relief would also be under our purview. Formerly operated as a Guild in coordination with the Medical & Science Guild.

“Yes, I was given the name Ewan by one of my creators, I believed he named me Ewan due to the fact EMH started with an E. I was given the name Ewan Michael Harrison. Though I don’t use that as I believe they were ‘joking’. Therefore I have been only addressed as Ewan or EMH” Ewan stated as he started to ramble, another programming edition made by one of his creators who babbled constantly.

Dreia had to chuckle as the EMH rambled on. "Well then Dr Ewan Michael Harrison, How do you do?" She was pleased with how well he interacted with others. Any qualms she had been feeling about leaving him in charge were dispelled. "I'll expect that you will take care of this crew quite proficiently." She looked at the EMH, serious now. "I am sure that you know what we are up against here. There may be a time when you'll be asked to deal with certain patients because you alone will be able to treat them. I don't mean this as an insult, but it's because you won't be affected as the .. um.. biological Doctors will. Betazoids can usually control their telepathic abilities, but we may have several cases where you may be the only one able to even get close enough to treat them."

She paused a moment for him to process what she was saying. "With that in mind, I need you to prepare a section of sickbay for isolation beds. You may need to replicate several dozen inhibitors to keep them from sending out their thought to everyone else. I know you can handle this quite efficiently." She thought for a moment and then asked, "do you have any questions Dr Ewan?"

“Yes, I was given the name Ewan by one of my creators, I believed he named me Ewan due to the fact EMH started with an E. I was given the name Ewan Michael Harrison. Though I don’t use that as I believe they were ‘joking’. Therefore I have been only addressed as Ewan or EMH” Ewan stated as he started to ramble, another programming edition made by one of his creators who babbled constantly. He noticed the Captain smile, he did not know this was due to the fact she was informed she was pregnant or the fact he was rambling which was a human trait. Some people treated EMH’s like any other tool. It was the old fact of misunderstanding. And that a tricorder shouldn’t be given rights as it was a tool as well. Ewan believe the debate of existence will go on long after his matrix was decompiled. "Well then Dr Ewan Michael Harrison, How do you do?" The captain replied. Ewan blinked for a moment. “I am funct… I am fine Captain. How are you? Any stress? Any complaints?” he asked as he realised he wasn’t making small talk but medical evaluations. “Sorry Captain, my social skills aren’t that good due to the fact most if not all of my programmers were you could say ‘Socially inept’” Ewan stated as he grabbed a nearby medical tricorder and began running a simple diagnostic. "I'll expect that you will take care of this crew quite proficiently.” Ewan put the tricorder down, his face would show concern as well as pride. “Of course Captain, I won’t let you down” Ewan replied as he stood at attention.

The captain’s face turned into a serious one now. "I am sure that you know what we are up against here. There may be a time when you'll be asked to deal with certain patients because you alone will be able to treat them. I don't mean this as an insult, but it's because you won't be affected as the .. um.. biological Doctors will. Betazoids can usually control their telepathic abilities, but we may have several cases where you may be the only one able to even get close enough to treat them.". Ewan nodded as he walked over to a medical wall console and typed in a few commands. ”We are here to rebuild Betazed and provide medical support and engineering support.” Ewan replied. As he smiled and walked back over to the Captain. “I assure you Captain, no harm done. I’m photons, but this pile of photons will do its duty. The patients who will be transported aboard will receive medical treatment. Wether they are trying to bombard people with thoughts or not.” Ewan replied with a smile."With that in mind, I need you to prepare a section of sickbay for isolation beds. You may need to replicate several dozen inhibitors to keep them from sending out their thought to everyone else. I know you can handle this quite efficiently." Ewan nodded as he brought up the Cadecus specifications. “I can place them in medical ward two on deck 17. But then again as we are in orbit of Betazed, I believe that the ward can not handle all the wounded. I would like Dr Gibbons to sedate all patients preparing to transport aboard. As a safety measure to various medical personnel. With the patient sedated, their thought patterns will not unnerve anyone and can be treated. A inhibitor will be placed on them after they are treated. Unless you believe otherwise Captain?” he asked

The captain listened to him for a moment and then asked, "Do you have any questions Dr Ewan?". Ewan looked shocked before his face turned back to normal. “Captain, I’m technically not a ‘Doctor’. I mean if I was I’d be called a EMD, or something. But thank you for the politeness. I will begin replicating those inhibitors Captain. Is there anything else I can help you with?” Ewan asked as he walked towards the medical replicator.

She chuckled a bit and said rubbing her growing belly, "I'm sure I'll think of something, sooner or later." Dreia smiled back at Ewan, "You are a qualified physician, Doctor, you deserve that respect as well as any other Doctor in my command. "

She stood and prepared to leave, "Oh One more thing, prepare a suitable schedule for walking around the ship. I know you have o trouble finding your way, but it will help the crew get to know you. I don't like any member of my crew being isolated." With that she turned and headed out of sick bay to let the good photonic Doctor mull that over.

"All right Doctor, all of the seed pods have been loaded onto the shuttle craft," the CAG explained to the pilot-challenged Dr. Paula White, "just give me the go-ahead and my three birds will go over the designated path over the Southern continent. You'll have full control of your devices then."

Well Kehdar had proven he's mostly useless to me, the new XO I don't know much about. The Captain probably best knows of my plans and intentions so... here goes nothing-- "Captain," she paged on her comm, "sorry to interrupt, this is Paula, Paula White. We have our seeds all loaded into the shuttle and are ready to do a medium-scale test on the Southern Continent. We should be able to go full scale in a day's time after we know if the seeds are taking hold. Permission to conduct the test on Betazed soil?"

Dreia arrived on the bridge to a controlled chaos. OPS informed her that the XO and the engineers had been deployed to the surface, Dr Gibbons and her team, also on the surface, were setting up the mobile hospitals and getting a casualty list from the Betaziod doctors, And The Science team's shuttle was still prepping for departure. She acknowledged all of that as she took her seat and almost immediately her com badge went off.

"Captain," she paged on her comm, "sorry to interrupt, this is Paula, Paula White. We have our seeds all loaded into the shuttle and are ready to do a medium-scale test on the Southern Continent. We should be able to go full scale in a day's time after we know if the seeds are taking hold. Permission to conduct the test on Betazed soil?"

Dreia sat back in her seat. It was going to be hard for all of them. Those on the planet and those still on the ship. It would be a long time before the Planet healed. And they would be here for at least a small part of it, the most important part, The beginning.

“Captain, I’m technically not a ‘Doctor’. I mean if I was I’d be called an EMD, or something. But thank you for the politeness. I will begin replicating those inhibitors Captain. Is there anything else I can help you with?” Ewan asked as he walked towards the medical replicator."You are a qualified physician, Doctor, you deserve that respect as well as any other Doctor in my command.” the Captain replied back to him. Ewan turned to the Captain, he felt something. Was it pride? Acceptance? He wasn’t sure; he was programmed to be a medical supplement to the staff. In emergencies part of the medical staff, he was now in charge of sickbay. He found that odd due to nurses out ranked him, they had every right to dismiss him or deactivate him. He had noticed that some personnel treated him as they would a fork or some sort of tool. Perhaps that was what Ewan was, a tool. Nothing more, there was no thing such as holographic rights. With the Dominion hanging around conquering planet after planet he doubted holographic rights would ever be brought up. He wondered about all the other Emergency Medical Holograms who had been on Starfleet vessels which were lost to the dominion. Did they get out? Were they deleted? Or reprogrammed to do the Dominions bidding? He wondered about that, as the Captained continued.

"Oh One more thing, prepare a suitable schedule for walking around the ship. I know you have no trouble finding your way, but it will help the crew get to know you. I don't like any member of my crew being isolated." With that she turned and headed out of sick bay. Ewan was confused, he was a hologram. A light bulb, though he had more personality than the previous models. He was taught to not be ‘friends’ with the crew as it may effect his ability to do his job. But he couldn’t dismiss an order from any crewmember, unless it was on ethical or medical bounds. “Yes Ma’am” he said as the doors closed. Looking around he realised people were chatting, or as it were breaking the ice before a big event. He walked over to the console and pressed a button. “Computer begin personal log..” he began.

Clarice had been busy making arranements for the medical units to deploy. She'd already sent the "hospital in a box" to th surface. Engineering teams would construct the unit and hook in the power. She had picked a dozen people from the medical unit, a triage nurse, 2 surgical nurses, several med techs and 2 people to handle the morgue.

She had a few more details to take care of but for the most part thaose could be taken care of from th planet. Walking out of her office she saw the Captain leaving and the EMH was near 'his' console. She smiled and nodded to him. "Doctor, I leave Sick Bay in your capable hands. I hope you won't mind if I tell you something," She walked over and stood near Ewan, "Take care of the Captain for me. Not just medically.. but.. well her husband was called away and I know she's been concerned about him being gone." She smiled and tucked her medical pack under her arm and looked around, "Funny but I was just getting used to it here, I am going to miss the quiet I think."

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Dr Gibbons nodded, "Well, You know where to find me if you need me, but I doubt you will. I know you will take care of everything just fine." She sighed and headed out for her transport knowing that this was the last bit of calm she would enjoy for quite a while.

Stepping into the shuttle bay it was like walking into chaos. Teams were running around making sure eveything was loaded on the right shuttles. She walked over to her transport and made sure everyone was accounted for on her team. Taking a seat she nodded to the pilot. "Medical team is ready to deploy."

“Computer begin personal log, I am unsure about my duties onboard this ship. Though I am a supplement to the medical team, I have been placed in command of the ship board staff. This is highly unusual for a hologram to receive this treatment. Though I am programmed to do my duty, and do what I have to.. and I was programmed to do a job such as management. I’m finding it difficult to adjust to human emotions, though I am programmed to simulate these emotions. I wonder if the pride I felt was my own, or programmed into me.. I am.. Computer pause log” Ewan said as he noticed someone approaching him. “Lieutenant Gibbons, how can I assist you?” he asked in his pleasant tone of voice. "Doctor, I leave Sick Bay in your capable hands. I hope you won't mind if I tell you something,". Ewan nodded, he was also designed as a counsellor in case of situations that needed it. “Of course Lieutenant” he replied. She walked over and stood near Ewan, "Take care of the Captain for me. Not just medically.. but.. well her husband was called away and I know she's been concerned about him being gone.". “Um of course, I will monitor her health. I do not know what else I can do; I can’t really give her a hand to hold so to speak. I can function as a counsellor if needed, but I believe someone has that position.” Ewan replied with a few blinked in between, another bunch of programming that made him look human. She smiled and tucked her medical pack under her arm and looked around, "Funny but I was just getting used to it here, I am going to miss the quiet I think."

“I’m sure you will be returning to sickbay with the same quiet you left Lieutenant. If you hear noises I will sedate them” he said trying to make a joke and unsure if he proceeded in making one. ”That was meant to be a joke, I notice people tell them before something big happens and such. I’m sorry if it didn’t turn out well, I wish you luck Lieutenant. If you need anything, I am a combadge away.” Ewan said in a song like tone. Dr Gibbons nodded, "Well, You know where to find me if you need me, but I doubt you will. I know you will take care of everything just fine.". “Of course Lieutenant Gibbons, good luck” he said as she walked out the door. He looked around, at the moment there were not any patients. He started to whistle, he didn’t know the tune he was whistling. But he thought it was well suited.

Lieutenant Commander Oliver White stepped from the type 9 shuttle craft, He had been helping out on Betazed with the medical aid, Since his position at Starbase 254 he had been going around from ship to ship giving aid all over war torn parts of the galaxy. It was nice to be assigned to a ship again.
"A galaxy class", He said to himself, "That's a new one for me".

Holding his bag in one hand and sealed box shaped bag in the other he moved to the door of the shuttle bay.
moving into the corridor he approached the closest computer panel, pressing a button he spoke, "Computer, where is captain Dreia Gonzalez".It spoke back, Captain Gonzalez is currently on the Bridge.
"Great", White said to himself, "I hate making public introductions".

He bought up a map of the deck and found himself the nearest turbolift, Slipping his bag over his shoulder he pulled up the second square bag, Peering through a small mesh vent he spoke, "How ya doing Archie?".

He made his way to the Turbolift, Entering it, he was alone and spoke again, "Deck one, Bridge" He said. The Turbolift beeped and then seemed to be moving.

As the door opened with its classic hiss he was amazed by the space on a galaxy class bridge, it wasn't as big as ops back at 254 but it was spacey, most of his ship assignments had been on runabouts and colony ships, so this was a nice change.
He moved towards the captains chair and when close enough spoke, smiling, "Lieutenant Commander Oliver White sir, Your knew Astrometrics officer, sir".

She was nearing the end of her shift in the science lab and decided to head to the Bridge where she could get a better look at the planet.

After a short trip on the turbolift she walked onto the Bridge and took the Science II console and put a clock up-- indicating the time needed to wait before they did the second run with the shuttles. In the mean time Paula looked over the sensor read outs and watched her dough start to rise.

STORY NOTE:ENGINEERING TEAMS HAVE LANDED AND BEGUN THE TASK OF REBUILDING AND MEDICAL HAS THE WARDS COMPLETED AND HAVE BEGUN TREATING AND IDENTIFYING PATIENTS

Dreia Looked over at Paula as she entered the Bridge. "Dr White, by your appearance on the Bridge I assume stage one has begun . And I have some news.. The Chief of science has been redeployed, until further notice you will report directly to me." She noted that the Engineering team and the Medical teams were now both proceeding with their assigned tasks and staying on the planet to get it accomplished.

"Umm... I'd say about twenty-two hours Captain. I want to be really careful, if we're wrong about this and go ahead for full-forrestation then we may have terrible consequences for the natural ecosystem. It's such a delicate balance."

She nodded as she heard the news about Kehdar. He was a bit of a no-show, but still he was a vital part of the system on the ship.

"I understand Captain, we'll hold things down. Without the Commander it will be difficult to coordinate setting up the labs and bases down on the surface."

Paula White paused and spoke again, somberly. "I'll move up the timetable. Once stage one is complete and I can confirm success, my team will start stage two forestation while the COE begins construction of the stage three facilities. "

Dreia smiled back at the LtCmdr. "Welcome aboard, Lt. Commander White." She looked at the box he was carrying with a raised eyebrow. "And you brought a friend? I take it you have not had your intake exam yet. Have Dr Ewan check you both out." She checked his information on her console. "Your quarters are on deck 2, section 14, unit 24. Drop your gear off and then proceed to medical. Once you are done there, come back here and we'll go over your responsibilities and any additional duties you may be able to assit with."

"Aye sir" White said, "don't worry about the 'friend' sir, just a little Bolian Kyp Lizard, Harmless".He smiled and left the bridge, entering the turbolift.
"Deck 2". Within seconds he was on Deck 2. He moved around the deck, whispering to himself, "Section 14, unit 24 - section 14, unit 24".

He moved through the corridors hunting down his room, "Ah ha, here we are Archie", He pressed a button on the door's control pannel and it opened, Stepping in he spoke, "Computer lights". The lights came on in the room, it was actually more spacious than he thought, It must of been the same size as the one he had on Starbase 254.

He put his bags down on to the table in the room and then pressed a few buttons on the tables computer. Letting him set the rooms door code.

USS CadecusMed Bay

Grabbing the lizards carrier again, he moved out of the room and to the nearest turbolift. Making his way to medical. There didn't seem to be any one in there, "umm Hello?" He said, He had the qualification to waltz in and do his own medical checks, but decided against it, it was not professional.

One photon came to life, followed by others as they intertwined an image was created, with a consciousness added along with protocols. As the program was finished compiled, where there was nothing moments before now stood a hologram which looked like a human male and had the characteristics of that species. Its eyes darted around the sickbay for a moment before focusing on the person its memory banks stated initiated the program.

“Please state the nature of the emergency?” it asked before it stopped midway. “Wait, why was I deactivated?” he asked the man who was standing in front of him. He walked over to the console, according to the logs he was deactivated seventeen minutes ago. “That can’t be right, I created a personal log only five minutes ago” he said as he walked over to a panel and pressed a few buttons. – No Log Indicated – It replied as Ewan’s face went into confusion. “Computer, where is the log for today?” he asked. “There was no personal log created” the computer replied. “What? That’s absurd” Ewan replied as he walked over to the man. “Who are you?” he asked, as he looked down at the cage the man was holding. “Better yet, what is that?” he asked as he knelt and stared at the creature. “Oh, a Bolian Kyp Lizard. I was programmed with medical sub routines, but since crewmembers like to bring pets along onboard their postings. I have been programmed with veterinary protocols” he continued as he indicated the man should take a seat. =/\= EMH to Captain, please report to sickbay =/\= he requested as he walked up to the man and ran a tricorder over the crewmember.

“Any aches or pains? Anything new in dietary requirements? Anything new in sexual activity?” he asked as he walked over to grab a pad. He noticed the man squirmed at the last question. “I assure you the information will be strictly confidential” Ewan added as he went to a nearby console.

He was moved to a semi private room...It been days since his ship the USS New Mexico had been destroyed in orbit. As he layed there in the bed his wounds healing, he had been cleared to be shipped off back to earth. Someone entered his room, and handed him a data padd. On this padd was his new orders. Your to be assigned to the USS Cadecus, please report ASAP the location showed it was in orbit.

Gavin gather what belongings he had and made his way to a Transporter pad. requesting permission he was beamed on the Cadecus. A galaxy class ship he knew like the back of his hand, now a refit medical one would be something new and fun for him to tinker around in. After making small talk with the transporter chief he found out where his quarters where and dropped off his gear and headed to find the Captain of the ship.

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REPORTS FROM THE SURFACE INDICATE THAT THE RESEEDING PROJECT IS PROGRESSING MORE RAPIDLY THAN ANTICIPATED. HOWEVER, THE HYBRID PLANT CREATED BY DR WHITE HAS BEGUN TO MUTATE.

THE ENGINEERING TEAM IS HAVING DIFFICULTIES MATCHING SF EQUIPMENT TO THE EXISTING AND SEVERELY DAMAGED INFRASTRUCTURE.

THE MEDICAL TEAMS ARE BEGINNING TO TAKE OVER CARE OF THE SF PATIENTS WHILE ASSISTING WITH THE BETAZED CASUALTIES. HOWEVER, SOME OF THE BETAZED PATIENTS, IN THEIR UNCONSCIOUS STATE ARE HAVING AN ADVERSE AFFECT ON THOSE TREATING THEM.

"Hm, interesting..." Dr. White raised her eyebrow while considering the new Science Officer who also shared the surname. 'Great...' she thought, 'from now on when we introduce ourselves I'll have to say we have no relation.'

For now her primary concern was the planet. She had bred a strain of plant that had a shortened lifespan and thus would naturally mutate faster than normal evolutionary process but this was... nuts. Normally such mutation would occur on scales of tens of thousands of years through natural selection. Maybe a few thousand, at most. However this was on the scale of hours. Not only was it impossible it was un-calculated and dangerous.

A highly aggressive species growing this fast would risk destroying the natural ecosystem, or what was left with it.

It would have had to have been a variable that she couldn't have possibly replicated in the lab. Something planet-wide. She began scanning the planet for magnetic irregularities, atmospheric disturbance, radioactivity-- yes, radioactivity. Radioactivity on a planetary scale. So minute it wouldn't affect a native plant or human but a non-native plant could be greatly affected by it.

"Captain, we have a minor hickup. My plants have developed some sort of odd mutation. For now its good, it seems to actually be speeding the process up, however, if it continues it may pose a danger to the natural ecosystems."

She looked down at her scans. Betazed had natural gamma-ray emissions from the poles... Combined with the magnetic fields of the moon it could be, ehh... this wasn't her field.

Perhaps she would have to introduce a new sub-species that was immune to the radiation. Introduce that to the crops carefully and they would take on the traits of the new batch.

Dreia was looking over the reports from the planet. Engineering and medical seemed to be progressing as initially projected. This was one of those occasions where she wanted to see what was happening for herself. She knew that was out of the question. With a sigh she looked up at the main viewscreen. From this distance you would never realize how bad things were on the planet below. She stood up to stretch her legs and was surprised when the com went off.

EMH wrote:=/\= EMH to Captain, please report to sickbay =/\=

She opened the channel to Sick Bay, "Dr Ewan, I'll be there in a few. Gonzalez out." she was about to leave the bridge when Dr White spoke up.

Dr Paula White wrote:"Captain, we have a minor hickup. My plants have developed some sort of odd mutation. For now its good, it seems to actually be speeding the process up, however, if it continues it may pose a danger to the natural ecosystems."

"Understood, Dr White. Keep an eye on it. If the mutation even looks like it may pose a problem we'll need a viable solution. " She headed for the TL. "Mia, you have the bridge."

Dreia stepped onto the TL and shook her head, "when it rains. it pours" She mumbled. She tool breath, "Sick bay" She called out and she was soon on her way. After a few moments she arrived and entered Sick Bay.

She looked around for a second till she saw the EMH. "Dr Ewan, How can I be of assistance?"